Lockdown

Amma

SOHIT POV

" So what you fucking need is to adjust. For once!" Well... I guess after years of being a rich, CEO and everyone listening to me, I guess that was a first. The last time I remember someone shouting at me and telling me to adjust was when I was a kid. I don't think that after I left my home to go to Delhi and study, anyone except Appa has ever shouted at me. Not even before. He had always told me 
" Sohit. Money is not the only thing in the world and you can not get everything even if you have a lot of money! Change your attitude!" I come from a rather humble background and I don't think that ever since I started my work, I have ever talked to appa, even over calls, and this crazy girl just... Reminded me of him. 

I'd always been a career-oriented guy. Always focused on success and I have always wanted to be the best at what I do. Now that I have time and I think about it, all I ever really did care about was money and my dream of being big. This girl here though... She seems so much happier even if she just lives off people paying her rent. I don't understand it. How can she even be happy? All she ever does is sit in her place and watch stuff or cook food. No one even recognizes her. She isn't even rich enough to buy all that expensive stuff on her amazon wish list. But I guess that is what Appa meant by true happiness, something I never felt. I mean, I'm a person who hasn't gone back home even once in the past 2 years just because I had a fight with appa years ago. I really have been stubborn. You know... Maybe, Appa was right and maybe, this crazy girl is also right... 

" Oye, listen. I'm going to make butter paneer today and I want you in the kitchen by 11:30 sharp! Better not repeat yesterday's incident again," She might be right but that girl who just ruined my good sleep is fucking annoying. And the way her ponytail waves around in the air is equally annoying. 
" Ok??" 
" Yeah fine. Like I even have an option," I still shifted in my bed but this time, I found her climbing over the bed behind my back 
" That's the spirit, old dude! That's exactly the spirit I want to see in you!" and just to irritate me further, she had to shout that in my ears. BUT WHAT THE FUCK DOES OLD MAN MEAN?! I'M NOT EVEN 30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
" Shut the fuck up," 
" Yeah right. Get up! You have to help me make breakfast!" I literally wailed like a small kid when I found her kicking my legs. I slept late because I had been busy thinking about my life and this girl didn't give a fuck!
" Give me 5 minutes mate!" 
" As if! Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up! I'M HUNGRY! YOU HAVE TO COOK!" And I still don't understand why the fuck she has to give me these stupid cooking classes. In the end though, since I had no choice, you can only guess what I was doing. 

Yes. I was in the kitchen, wearing this ridiculous pink apron and that stupid chef's hat, cutting onions. It really feels like she was punishing me for something that I don't even know anything about! 

" Oh. I'll get that," and my phone began ringing above that. Just great. I was had onion juice all over my hands and she was holding my phone as she picked up a video call from amma. 
" Sohit?" 
" Oh. Auntie! Hi. I'm Pari. Sohit is a little busy cutting onion," I looked at the screen with an annoyed expression over my face only to find her laughing behind the phone and amma looking at me in disbelief 
" Ha? SOHIT?! Nīnu ēnu māḍuttiruve?!"
" Cutting onion amma," she did not leave me a face in front of my employees and now, even my mother! 
" HA?!" 
" Arre. Auntie, I'll explain. So... Na... Food is costly here na, so I offered to teach him how to cook. The first lesson is how to cut onion," and that cheeky bitch! She just had to advertise it all in that fucking way, didn't she?! 
" Food costly?"
" AMMA! She's costing ten thousand rupees for me to make one packet of Maggie every single day! I didn't have any other option!" I shouted and pointed my knife at her but this time, as Amma's screen remained looking at me, not only that crazy girl but also Amma started laughing at me Yaar!!! Not my amma yaar! I was macho, handsome and so, perfect in her eyes! Not my amma!!! 
" Good. Good. Pari na. Good job!" 
" What else auntie. Waise bhi, other than shouting at his employees what else can he even do na?! I thought that when he goes back na, you and Suha take a day off and make him cook," 
" HEY! What do you mean by that?!" 
" Oye. This is my home. I say anything. I do anything. You keep your hands going," Was it like I had an option? NO! I didn't have any other option than to continue cutting those onions. Basically, my morning or even my day went away like that. She talked to amma over call and even Suha while I cooked. SHE EVEN TALKED TO APPA!!!!!

But it was like they knew her. Because Suha had stayed with her before na... EVERYONE EXCEPT ME KNEW THAT SUHA WAS RENTING WITH THAT GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate them. ALL! 

" Arre wah. Anna. Progress..."
" Fir! Of course, he has made progress. Yesterday na, I made him make biryani and Pizza, all on his own!" 
" WAH!" 
" Good job Pari!" 
" Next time you make him do something like this na... Just send us a picture. Like, I'll post it and all,"
" Arre! Obvio! In fact, I'll also post it. Don't worry. Teacher teaching student," 

I HATE MY FAMILY FOR THIS.